International Coffee Day (October 1) is upon us – and I am marking it by occasionally looking longingly at pictures of frothy cappuccinos in exotic locations. The photogenic drinks are transporting me back to a time when I sat down and enjoyed a cup at the right temperature at my own pace.
But sadly, I probably won’t consume any coffee on its special day. Continue reading
I didn’t know very many children’s songs before Bea came along so when the wee one showed signs of liking the sound of my singing voice (she’ll grow out of that quickly), I often found myself struggling with lyrics.
‘Hush little baby, don’t scream all day… Momma’s gonna buy you a Mocking Jay’. Etc. Continue reading
I joined the strange and confusing world of parenthood late last year.
Many a cliché can be said about the moment your first child is born – but these two rang true for me: A) you suddenly know your life will never be the same and B) you are filled with joy and wonder because you have somehow MADE A PERSON.
For me, it was an emotional roller coaster with incredible highs and some surprisingly dark and lonely lows.
Most people will understand the highs, so it’s those lonely moments that I want to write about.
I’ll be honest. I’ve never been much of a baby person. I used to enjoy seeing babies and seeing photos of other people’s babies but felt nervous if someone placed one in my arms. Continue reading